In my 17 round magazines, I only load 15 rounds. In 30 round rifle magazines, I load 25 rounds. So yesterday I fired about 100 rounds of 9mm, 150 rounds of 7.62X39, and 24 rounds of .38 special or .357 magnum. All of the brass was reloadable except the 7.62X39. If I go down behind my barn, I have a clear field of fire down the length of the meadow for about 100 yards. It's nice not to have to go to the range for this kind of shooting. After I finished with that, I took down my targets. Then I went around to my front porch, and spent about 30 minutes firing .22LR from my Polish M1948 rifles. They look like Mosin Nagant 1891/30 rifles but were built for training so chamber .22 LR. I have an old pot hanging out in a tree, and I can sit on the front porch and blast away at it to my hearts content. I still have most of a case of Russian .22LR I bought from Sportsmans Guide back in the early 90's, so I'm not short of .22 LR.
Later in the day we drove up to North Carolina. There's a pet store up there where the owner will get things for us we can't order direct off line. My two sick ferrets need a particular high protein supplement, and the manufacturer won't sell direct to customers. So this fellow orders it for us. We got two tubes, then went to their Walmart. My wife found Smithfield spiral cut hams on sale for half price, so we bought some. One to eat now and several for the freezer.
On the way home we stopped at a little restaurant on the lake and had a good breakfast. I liked the place and though it is a ways out of town we will probably go back.
Today we are just staying home. Miriam is watching television and I plan to do some reading. I guess I will have to go up to the study and read in my easy chair, because when I went into my bedroom to read there, the bed was full of slumbering ferrets. They like my comforter, and have abandoned their boxes to move into my room. I usually keep the door shut so they can't get in there, but Ragnar was scratching on the door wanting in, and my wife felt sorry for him. It was an evil ploy though, because when she opened the door, out from behind the wood burning stove rushed the whole thundering herd, and now they are all in there.
So far it's been a great weekend, cold or not. We have snow flurries every night, but they don't stick because it's too dry. Even with both humidifiers going full tilt, and a big pot of water boiling on the stove we can barely keep the air at 50%, and this house is just about air tight.